Look up little brother
Can you see the clover
No not over there
A little bit left and over there
Now look and see the lilac tree
The lily pond, the skylarks song
The open air but no one cares
If branches live and die out there
Remember when you were nine
And I was ten
We would run into the woods
No we never will again
And Lady, whats tomorrow
Whats tomorrow anyway
If its not the same as now
Its the same as yesterday
Yes Lady, whats tomorrow
Will it be the same as now
Will the farmer push the pen
Will the writer pull the plough
Look up little brother
Can you see the clover
Oh sorry but its over
Now theres concrete and no clover
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